c'est nous (m.w)

picture perfect

- Edward's.

"Tigilan mo nga kakapicture sa'kin, Dwardo!" 

She said, obviously irritated. I have been taking candid pictures of her ever since we got here at the studio, and she was even participating earlier, posing and smiling. But then again, it wore out, since we were all tired of recording and practicing. I noticed her droopy little eyes and how her energy was fading. I smirked as I saw her head bob back and forth, finding a good place to rest on. And believe me, I was, too. But there is something that keeps me alive. 

"So cute." I whispered, snapping a lot of shots.

Yes, I was tired. But taking pictures of her made me forget all of it. Her angelic face while asleep, even though her mouth is wide opened and her saliva is dripping as hell, she was still a perfect model for me. She was still picture perfect, even if she's not looking - God, even if she's sleeping.

What the hell, Edward? 

I stopped, taking it all in. What the hell am I feeling? I took a step back and processed all the thoughts I had for this certain girl. I sat down as I whipped up all of the photos in my gallery, and scrolled up since the very beginning. After a few minutes of scrolling, I chuckled as I saw Maymay's wacky face right there at the very top, followed by a few of our pictures. 

Why are there so many pictures of her in my phone?

It got more obvious and obvious by the second I scroll down my phone, it was full of her pictures - whether it may be her wacky faces, or her beautiful serious ones. Luckily, no one rummages through my phone but Maymay and I. Luckily, it's just me who get to see these pictures. I looked at her sleeping face, and decided to take one last shot of it before we go home. 

"If you see this, you would definitely kill me."

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"Dali Maymay, pose!" I yelled. She was excitedly jumping up and down at the park besides our condo building, we decided to come here a while ago when we had no other things to do. I smiled as she pulled up another pose, then another, then another. "Sige pa!" I enthused. 

"Pinaglalaruan mo na ata ako, Edward!" She exhaled, plopping down the grass. I shook my head and laughed as a response and joined her after. She laid down, not caring about the dirt nor the insects that'll be crawling up her skin, and closed her eyes. Thus, a signal where I should quietly take pictures of her. After a few minutes of internal debating, I got my phone and started taking pictures of her. Call me a paparazzi but I'm just taking pictures of my favorite subject. 

I took the first shot. 

God, I have never seen such beauty in my entire life. 

Another click. 

What a picture perfect person. 

I stopped to admire her beauty. Maymay has always been beautiful, with or without make-up. Actually, I prefer her to be this simple. Her simplicity adds a lot more appeal for me. Not that I don't want her with make-up on, she is breath-taking to say the least, what more if you add something to it? She's a goddess. A goddess I can never get tired of taking pictures of.

No matter what angle, there's never a bad side with Maymay. Every angle of her is absolutely breath-taking. To be honest, I have never met a person this picture perfect in my existence. I don't know if is it just me, but I swear to God, she was a piece of art. An art I can never get tired of viewing. Art I can never get tired of appreciating. 

God spent all of His time doing this precious beauty. 

"Edward, huy. Tulala ka nanaman." She cut me off my reverie. I looked up too see her. 

There she goes again, blinding me with her picture perfect face.

"Sorry, what was that again?" I asked. She then held her hand up at me, as if she's asking for something. "Patingin ako pictures sa phone mo, magd-delete ako ng mga pangit kong pictures!" She sighed, impatiently waving her hands in front of me. I shook my head, "No."

"Ang damot mo naman!!! Dali na kasi." She fought for my phone, and I was trying so hard for her not to get it. I've managed to run to escape her grasps but with her 'manok' legs, she somehow caught me, making me lose my balance and brought both of us to the ground. 

"Okay ka lang?" She worriedly asked while she was still lying on top of me. 

I felt like my whole world stop. She was too close, and to hell would I be if I didn't admit that I wanted to take a picture of her that close. Even if I'm blind, I'm sure I would still capture this picture perfect smile, this picture perfect face that is her. 

Ah yes, indeed. No matter how the world changes, she is still going to be this picture perfect.